There Are Always Teachers Asking Parents

The hair is scented with fresh and bitter cedar scent. It smells good but not greasy. On the contrary, it is addictive. Lu Zhiqiao was originally an unconscious action, but he couldn't help but fall into his mind.

Qi Yan felt the movement behind him, tilted his head slightly, and from the corner of his eyes he caught a glimpse of Lu Zhiqiao twisting his hair and sniffing, his heart suddenly tightened, he banged his chest|mouth, his whole body froze, and his breathing was stagnant. .

She didn't dare to move anymore, let Lu Zhiqiao play with her hair, glanced quietly, her eyes getting deeper and deeper. This person has no idea how ecstatic he is now.

Having had enough hair, Lu Zhiqiao let go reluctantly, raised his head, and met Qi Yan's meaningful gaze unbiasedly. He was taken aback and instantly stuck. There were shallow ripples in those eyes, and there seemed to be flames burning in the depths, and the hot temperature almost melted her.

Lu Zhiqiao couldn't bear the enthusiasm and expectation, and his eyelashes dropped, his heart beating with twitching.

The shrewd Director Lu just now was ashamed to become a little woman.

Suddenly there were two knocks on the door, and someone came in. Qi Yan panicked, turned his face quickly, raised his hand and brushed his hair, pretending to look at the tall buildings outside the window as if nothing had happened, and then looked at him.

It's assistant Xiaowan.

She thought that Qi Yan was a customer. She didn't think much about it. She just smiled and looked at her boss: "Director, the ticket has already been booked. Do you need me to pick you up in advance at 8:30 tomorrow morning?"

"No." Lu Zhiqiao said calmly, with a cold voice, "Waiting at the gate of your community at seven forty."

"OK."

After Xiao Wan finished speaking, he smiled politely at Qi Yan, and quietly exited.

Qi Yan looked at the office door, made sure that it would not open again, then retracted his gaze and grabbed Lu Zhiqiao's hand, "Where will I go tomorrow?"

"On a business trip." Lu Zhiqiao said truthfully. Seeing Qi Yan's eyes darkened, she hurriedly explained: "Short trip, just in the next city. The high-speed train will be back in the afternoon in one hour."

Qi Yan was startled, his eyes lit up again, and couldn't help leaning forward to hug her, "Will it be very tired?"

"Not tired." Lu Zhiqiao trembled, glanced at his watch, and said softly: "It's off work. Don't you want to go back to spend the Lantern Festival?"

"Hold a little longer."

"..."

With acquiescence, Qi Yan became more courageous, his arms firmly encircled Lu Zhiqiao’s thin waist|limbs, his head was buried in the hair beside his ears, his thin|lips spit out warm|hot breathing, bursts of breath, and the tip of his nose. Uneasy, rub the shiny and small earlobe.

Lu Zhiqiao's throat was stuffy|snorted, he softened in an instant, and slowly closed his eyes.

I found out that this person has two faces, the same when facing colleagues and subordinates in the company, and the same in front of her. Even at the moment in the office, the serious atmosphere is no match for her teasing. The contrast is clear.

"Director Lu, are you comfortable?" She breathed out badly.

Lu Zhiqiao humbled, opened his eyelids suddenly, and struggled slightly, "You let go."

"good."

Qi Yan let go of his hand altogether, Lu Zhiqiao stood up immediately, straightened his hair and clothes, his expression returned to cold and indifferent, and turned to go, but only after taking two steps, he was hugged tightly from behind by a force.

The fragrance entered her nose, and a strand of jet black hair fell in front of her, and Qi Yan's gentle|soft voice came from behind: "You looked so charming just now."

"...What?" Lu Zhiqiao grabbed the strand of hair subconsciously, panicking.

This is an office. In case someone comes in again later, they will be seen cuddling and being seen for fear that they will be spread out and be talked about after dinner.

"At work." Qi Yan kissed her face.

Lu Zhiqiao was startled, his thoughts gradually calmed down, his fingertips gently rubbed the strand of hair, a little emboldened in his heart, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were stained with a smile.

Whenever the night is quiet and disturbed by nightmares, she falls into endless inferiority and self-doubt, and when the sun rises, she walks into the office building, the office, the haze in her heart disappears, the wound in her heart heals, and she has infinite Emboldened and confident, full of hope.

She was not as unbearable as she thought.

"Director Lu, I am your fan girl~" Qi Yan whispered in her ear.

Lu Zhiqiao slowed down, lowered his eyes and smiled, grabbing the hand that was in front of him, his eyes flashed uncomfortably, "You are not my subordinate, why do you call this name?"

"Huh? Then how should I shout?"

Lu Zhiqiao pressed his lower lip and did not answer.

"Ms. Lu? Niuniu's mother?"

"..."

After a moment of silence, Qi Yan suppressed a joking look, and walked around her, his eyes still soft as water, and there was a lot of emotion in his eyes, "Qiao Qiao, or A Qiao, okay?"

I only saw that Lu Zhiqiao's white and smooth face turned red into a cooked pink shrimp. Her brows were slightly twisted, and her heart was itchy and itchy as an electric current flowed through her heart. It took a long time to utter two words softly: "As you are."

I thought she would be very resistant, and rolled her eyes, but didn't expect it to be so peaceful at this moment. Qi Yan felt flattered and smiled at the corners of her lips. He grabbed her hands and kissed lovingly, "I found out , You laugh more often."

"Have it?"

"Um."

Lu Zhiqiao was surprised, unconsciously bend his eyebrows, and then stared at Qi Yan in a daze, his smile remained unchanged, his eyes filled with luster.

After being bitten by a snake, her often tense nerves loosened, perhaps because she really felt that someone cared about her, was nervous about her, and the cold and gloomy world had a little more miss, which was worthy of nostalgia. Although she didn't want to admit it.

On the Lantern Festival, watch the lanterns to eat dumplings.

There are already cut and plated ingredients in the kitchen, and they can be cooked immediately. Qi Yan puts on an apron to prepare cooking, Lu Zhiqiao comes in to help, but she stops him and says nothing. In the past, Lu Zhiqiao had no choice but to compromise with her, but today, when his temper came up, he refused to leave.

The two argued over and decided to cook the other dishes.

When the three of them ate, Qi Yan prepared five dishes of ingredients, including meat and vegetable seafood soups. Upon closer inspection, they were all favorites of the mother and daughter.

Niuniu is watching TV in the living room, her voice is louder, and the lines of the idol drama are numb. With the range hood turned on in the kitchen, Qi Yan was frying Jiwei shrimp, the spatula was constantly turning, and the sound of the TV was fused together, which was quite lively.

Seeing her long hair wafting, always falling to the sides of her shoulders, Lu Zhiqiao went to the bathroom and took her hair rope, stood behind her, carefully tied her black and smooth long hair, held it in the palm of her hand, silky smooth .

Afraid of hurting Qi Yan, Lu Zhiqiao moved very softly, lap after lap, not too tight nor too loose, hanging down behind his head.

Suddenly, a spatula appeared in his sight, with shrimp tails drenched in sauce on it, and Qi Yan smiled and said, "Taste one." Then he added: "Be careful."

Lu Zhiqiao opened his mouth and blew, carefully eaten, pressing his lips and chewing slowly.

"Is it delicious?" Qi Yan looked at her expectantly.

A bright smile appeared in her eyes, and she nodded: "It's delicious."

Qi Yan also laughed, and the corners of his mouth became deeper.

When Lu Zhiqiao was cooking, Qi Yan hugged her behind her back. Because of her height, his chin could not rest on her shoulders, so he rubbed her ears with his face, which disturbed her and almost forgot to put salt.

To prepare a table of dishes, the two called their daughters to eat at the same time.

"Niuniu—"

"Little girl—"

"time to eat."

At that moment, Lu Zhiqiao turned his head and looked at Qi Yan, who happened to also look at Qi Yan, his eyes collided, both of them were taken aback, then they looked at each other and smiled and turned away.

All the lights in the room were turned on. Although there were only three people at the dinner table, the festive atmosphere was very good. Qi Yan kept picking up dishes for the mother and daughter and feeding Niuniu the first glutinous rice balls. Lu Zhiqiao looked at them with a smile, and suddenly Mixed feelings.

In the past, there were only two mothers and daughters in the family, and it was deserted during any festival, especially the Spring Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival when the family was reunited, which urged her to face sin. After a long time, she began to resist.

If things go on like this, she sees only working days and rest days in her eyes.

Today is the first time in so many years, she feels the lively atmosphere of the festival, obviously there is only one more person, but she feels at home, a little warm, and a little happy.

After eating, Qi Yanshen secretly took out three photo albums.

One photo of the mother and daughter was taken alone, and the other was a group photo. She carefully selected and processed them into three albums, only to discover that there was no herself in any of the photos.

She forgot.

But it doesn't matter, she has a good memory, and her memories remain in her mind. As long as she remembers, they will always exist. Qi Yan comforted himself.

The three of them sat on the sofa and watched TV for a while and ate some fruit snacks. At about nine o'clock, Lu Zhiqiao suddenly gave the key to his daughter and told her to go back to pack her schoolbags and homework and prepare for school tomorrow.

The little girl looked reluctant, still holding the baby photo album and left.

It is strange to say that when one person is gone, the original lively atmosphere suddenly fades a lot. The skit was playing on the TV, bluffing, Lu Zhiqiao turned to look at the person next to him, his lips moved slightly: "Do you have something to say?"

"How do you know?" Qi Yan was startled, the candy in his hand fell to the ground.

Lu Zhiqiao raised the corners of her mouth shallowly, did not speak, bent over to pick up the candy for her, put it back on the plate, and whispered for a moment: "It's all written on his face."

"..."

"Say it."

Qi Yan lowered his head, his slender and curled eyelashes trembled, as if hesitating and struggling. Suddenly she stood up, walked into the bedroom quickly like a gust of wind, and came out again within a few seconds, holding a few photos in her hand, and handing it to Lu Zhiqiao.

"I shot it secretly." She confessed actively.

Lu Zhiqiao took it over and took a look, first in amazement, then a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes. The person in the photo is himself, wearing a white open-shoulder dress, sitting under the coconut tree, smiling at his daughter who is sculptured by the beach.

At that time, Qi Yan was not far from her, watching silently.

"I originally planned to keep it private, but I still feel that you should be respected. These photos..."

"I love so much."

Lu Zhiqiao interrupted softly, raised his head, Qi Yan's charming and glamorous face was reflected in the water-like eyes, looking at her expression from guilt to joy, the corners of her lips slowly lifted, "But, I want to take it away."

"Leave one for me." Qi Yan bargained and sat down and hugged her arm.

"good."

As soon as the voice fell, her cheeks became hot, and she was slapped by something soft, and then the photo in her hand was taken away and stuffed back again, one missing one.

Back home, Lu Zhiqiao put the photo album in a beautiful gift box.

This year’s Spring Festival outing is the most memorable one, and I can’t say why. She thought about it, and put in some of the secret pictures of Qi Yan. When she turned her wrist, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of the color on the back.

She turned the photos over, and words were written on the back of each one.

——My heart is in love

——Desire for eternal years, this life will be rewarded

——I have no hope for the Iraqi people

...

After school started, Qi Yan could not send Lu Zhiqiao to work. He was concerned about the influence of rumors and could not take Lu Wei to school with him. As the holidays ended, the lives of the three seemed to return to their previous state.

At the beginning of the new semester, the head teacher was very busy, attending classes and meetings. By coincidence, five trainee teachers came to the school. One of them was assigned to Qi Yan's class. When she was busy, she had to communicate with the trainee teacher, just like the master brought She is like that.

The girl’s name is Yang Qing. This year’s junior, Jiangcheng Normal University, who studied at the same level as Qi Yan, is a native of Jiangcheng Normal University. She has a clear face and a crisp voice. She can speak attentively and diligently. She will talk to Qi Yan within two days. After getting acquainted, a sister called her in private.

After the meeting this afternoon, only Yang Qing was in the office. As soon as Qi Yan entered, he saw the girl lowered her head and smiled. She trembled with laughter. She curiously asked, "What's so happy, eh?"

Yang Qing looked up, his face flushed, seeing that it was her, he hurriedly raised the note in his hand: "Sister Yanyan, look at me, I'm so ridiculous hahaha..."

"This is—" Qi Yan took it and glanced at it, frowning, "Our students gave it to you?"

"Uh-huh."

On the note were two jerky love words, and the handwriting came out of the child's hand at first glance.

Yang Qing took a sip of water and slowly said with a smile: "Are the students now mature so early? I have only been here for a few days..."

"Do you know who it is?"

"Chen Jiaqiang, he ran away as soon as he gave it to me."

Qi Yan's expression suddenly became solemn, and he tore the paper to pieces, spilled it into the paper basket, and said quietly: "Xiao Yang, the first day you came, I told you that there are three red lines that you can't step on, especially teachers and students. Love is a taboo among taboos."

"I know, sister Yan Yan, just think it's funny, these kids ah ha ha ha ha ha." Yang Qing laughed forward and backward, but saw Qi Yan's face stern, without any intention to relax. This was just enough to stop the laugh, and his expression was serious. stand up.

"What are you going to do with this matter?"

"Ignore him." The girl said seriously.

Qi Yan twisted his eyebrows for a moment, nodded, but still a little uneasy, so he exhorted: "From today until the end of your internship, don't show any difference to Chen Jiaqiang, whether you ignore him deliberately or deliberately. Pay attention to him, don't, just as usual, understand?"

"Uh-huh."

"If he gives you a note again, don't look at it, throw it away, or do other things, such as chatting with you, remember that you can't be alone with him, either in the classroom or in the corridor, no other places. And. Not only him, but also keep a distance from all male students."

She was so serious that Yang Qing was stunned, and raised his hand to cover her mouth: "It's so serious..."

Qi Yan raised his eyebrows: "What do you think?"

The girl nodded vigorously: "Okay, I remember."

...

The sky was getting dark and the campus was empty and silent. Qi Yan came out of the office, separated from Yang Qing, and went straight to the parking lot. She went down to the first floor, turned a corner, and suddenly caught a glimpse of two students squatting next to the greenery, sneaky and familiar.

"Girl—" She almost called the wrong one, and changed her words quickly, "Lu Wei."

Not a pro-daughter, but better than a pro-daughter, no one who admits wrong will admit this little girl.

The two of them stood up like frightened birds. They looked at her in a panic, and what they were holding in their arms snapped to the ground-it was a mobile phone. Lu Wei hurriedly picked it up, pressed it twice, and turned his back behind him.

"Wang Zheyi?" Qi Yan saw clearly the face of the boy next to him, frowning, "It's been a long time since school, so why are you here if you don't go home?"

No one said a word.

Lu Wei's face was ugly, his eyes dazzled, and then he lowered his head, looking like a catastrophe was imminent. Wang Zheyi was a little more calm, but it was a pity that he was a child after all, his thoughts were clearly written on his face, and his expression was a little flustered.

Suddenly, he said: "I'm teaching Lu Wei to play games."

Who would have thought it was this time, the head teacher hadn't left yet, he made up a lie temporarily, knowing that today's mobile phone could not be kept, but saw Qi Yan only cold face, glance back and forth suspiciously, before saying: "Go home."

--call

The little boy breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Lu Wei. The two exchanged glances briefly, picked up their schoolbags, and turned to the school gate.

...

Qi Yan went to the ninth floor before Lu Wei, pinching some people.

As soon as the elevator door dinged open, the little girl came out from inside and saw her with a panic expression. She hurried over and hugged her arm, and said coquettishly: "Teacher Qi~Don't tell my mother, is it okay?"

What Qi Yan had prepared to be full of questioning, had completely forgotten at this moment. This little Nizi has great abilities, and a few sentences made her feel soft. So he raised his eyebrows and said, "If you haven't done anything wrong, why are you afraid that your mother will know?"

"But—" Lu Wei rolled his eyes and said aggrievedly: "My mother may not be allowed to play mobile phones at school."

Qi Yan was stunned.

Seeing the little girl's innocent face, she couldn't help but wonder, is it because she thinks too much? The two kids are sneaky, really just playing games? It seems reasonable to think about it. She paid Lu Wei's mobile phone once last semester, and Lu Zhiqiao must have gone back to warn her daughter.

Reminiscent of the scene where Lu Zhiqiao violently beat his daughter that day, it is not unreasonable for the child to be afraid of panic.

Qi Yan thought for a moment, rubbed her head, and lied: "Okay, I won't tell you, go in."

The little girl chuckled, took out the key to open the door, and Qi Yan followed into the house.

In the afternoon, she sent Lu Zhiqiao to WeChat, asking when he would leave work, but the person hasn't responded yet, and guessed that it was overtime again. She went into the kitchen and turned around, opened the refrigerator to see if there were any dishes, and thought about cooking dinner here at night.

"Niuniu, what do you want to eat tonight?"

Qi Yan came out of the kitchen and saw the little girl digging through the cabinets looking for something. Two cabinets were opened in a row of cabinets in the living room, and the storage boxes and a stack of photo frames were moved out and put them aside.

That stack of frames...

"Whatever you want." Lu Wei pulled out a bag of snacks from the cabinet, grinning as if digging into a baby, then turned to carry it on the coffee table, and stuffed the storage box back.

Qi Yan stared at the frame, the picture of the man on the top, and asked softly, "Niu Niu, who is this?"

The little girl took a look and said naturally, "My father."

As soon as the voice fell, the door of the living room opened from the outside, and Lu Zhiqiao came in in a cool breeze. He raised his eyes to see Qi Yan, stunned, and raised the corners of his mouth subconsciously, but the smile in his eyes could not be revealed in the future, and he inadvertently saw the ground. The photo frame was frozen stiff.

Panic and passing by in a flash.

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